12 Days

by Dark Angel

  Table of Contents

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Epilogue

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Description

  Dedication

  Also by Naughty Angel Publishing

  Dirty Lil’ Angels

  Prologue

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Chapter 17

  Chapter 18

  Chapter 19

  Chapter 20

  Chapter 21

  Chapter 22

  Chapter 23

  Chapter 24

  Chapter 25

  Chapter 26

  Chapter 27

  Chapter 28

  Chapter 29

  Chapter 30

  Chapter 31

  Chapter 32

  Chapter 33

  Chapter 34

  Chapter 35

  Chapter 36

  Chapter 37

  Chapter 38

  Chapter 39

  Chapter 40

  Epilogue

  A Special Treat from the Author

  The Biggest Licker

  Buyer’s Market

  Blessed

  The Virgin Market

  Dirty Daddy

  Offense & Defense

  Princely Passions

  12 Days

  By Dark Angel

  Copyright 2017 by Naughty Angel Publishing

  All rights reserved

  This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is entirely coincidental. This work is intended for adults only.

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  Description

  On the 12th day of Christmas,

  My true loves got for me

  Well…it doesn’t even matter?

  All I want is them

  And for them to stuff their partridge in my pear tree...

  Alyssa Morrow.

  Pure and clean as fresh snow.

  That is…until she met us.

  Meet the 12 most eligible bachelors on the planet.

  Self-made billionaires who trade in true love.

  Packaged. Shipped. And sold.

  Our bodies will ruin you for other men.

  Yet no woman has ever tamed us.

  No woman has ever gotten close.

  We use them. Then lose them.

  And now we’re going to show her how its done.

  She thinks she’s going to conquer us.

  Maybe she can tempt one. Tease the other.

  But all 12 of us?

  No way.

  We’ll drive her to drink instead.

  And what she gonna be drinking?

  Just a hint...it ain’t no egg nog.

  Dedication

  To all my angels, for when one true love just isn't enough.

  Also by Naughty Angel Publishing

  Alexis Angel

  Man Juice

  Dirty Darcy

  WineBar

  36 Inches

  Cunning Linguist

  Single TV Dad

  Sevensome

  Head Hunter

  Blessed

  Offense & Defense

  Princely Passions

  Lust Muscle

  The Biggest Licker

  Cindersmellya

  100 Days

  24 Inches

  Stories From The 6 Train

  Mr. President

  Dirty Daddy

  D.I.L.F.

  12 Inches

  Python

  Wicked Lil’ Brat

  Red & Blue

  Jailbait

  Abby Angel

  Goldicox

  Secrets & Silk

  Boxers & Briefs

  Profit & Lace

  Mergers & Acquisitions

  Woman of the House

  Men of the House

  Dark Angel

  Overtime

  Seven Deadly Sinners

  Three Beasts

  Murder/Love

  Hostile Work Environment

  B.I.L.F.

  Buyer’s Market

  Gambling For the Virgin

  The Virgin Market

  Dirty Lil’ Angels

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  Prologue

  “So what have we decided?” the man at the head of the table asks in a muted tone.

  “We’re looking at Christmas day for launch,” I say quietly.

  “Isn’t that a little…unorthodox?” another voice speaks up.

  Murmurs come across the room as I meet each of their gazes. Each of us in the room is equal, and no decision goes without our agreement. This one is no different, but he’s right about that.

  “Analysis shows this town won’t exactly be in agreement with our presence, as it stands, and we need something big to show them to really reel them in. Project Partridge is exactly that,” I say, pulling a stack of papers from under the table and tapping them. I slip a copy to each of the other eleven men at the table with me.

  They slowly read over the papers and nod, one by one.

  “And how have the testing phases been?” a man to my left asks.

  “Zero negatives so far in phases 1 and 2. Subject 003 had particularly glowing reviews, and 010 showed incredibly promising results. We’re looking into what may be unique about her particular physiology to garner such a strong reaction, but our current hypothesis is that she’s simply mentally receptive to the formula. No evidence points to anything adverse whatsoever,” yet another says.

  Everyone nods, pleased to hear that. Further subdued murmurs spread across the room.

  “Have advertisements gone out accordingly?” the man at the head of the table asks.

  The man next to him nods and hands him a pamphlet.

  “We currently have full reviews published, FDA approval pending and in line, and full ad traffic ready for launch,�
� he says.

  Another man speaks up. “Pending?”

  “Yes, unfortunately. Apparently, they are hiring an independent reviewer to go over everything in a little more detail. It’s nothing we can’t handle, though,” he says, smiling.

  The one at the table nods. “Good, then. I believe that concludes formal business.”

  We each relax upon hearing this. I begin to hear the sounds of each of my colleague’s assistants. I look down at my own, under the table, as she takes my whole cock into her throat. I look around and see, by the looks on their faces, that they’re getting similar treatment.

  A few of them pull their pants up and excuse themselves to go to their personal offices, their assistants cleaning up their paperwork and quickly following them, wiping spit from their own mouths. I settle in, instead, letting the girl under the table fulfill her task.

  As she slides her mouth up and down my cock, the man at the head of the table pulls his assistant out from under the table and swiftly bends her over. A loud smack echoes across the room as we all watch on, smiling and commenting our approval.

  My assistant begins to stroke her hand up and down my cock as she slides her mouth along with it, suctioning me tightly. I run my fingers through her hair and press down on her head, slowly fucking her mouth as I watch my colleagues across the room.

  The environment here at True Love is one of the best, and this is why. We’re an incredibly successful company, and realistically, we could do whatever we want, wherever we want. Our latest product is just one of many ventures we’re dipping into, and when we have our eyes set on something, we come out on top no matter who is in our way.

  Directly to my left, I notice my colleague has followed suit and has taken his assistant out from under the table as well. He’s sitting down in his chair and directs her to strip her clothes as he watches.

  She slowly takes off her well-fitted and rather smart-looking business suit, piece by piece, very pleased with the attention the entire room is giving her, especially the attention from her boss. He slowly strokes each patch of skin she reveals as she strips. Then, she slides her panties down.

  Once she’s completely nude, he lays her backwards on the table and spreads her legs wide. He takes a moment to admire her drenched cunt before diving in face first. She moans loudly as he works her with his tongue and fingers vehemently. She’s quickly orgasms under his touch.

  Hearing this, my assistant begins to moan as well. I can tell she’s incredibly charged by the atmosphere of the room around her, and I notice she’s already worked her own hand up her skirt and inside her panties.

  I don’t mind, since she’s become even more passionate than usual in how she’s sucking my cock. I begin to thrust my hips, pressing deeper into her mouth as I start to cradle her head between my hands.

  Her eyes flick up to mine, and as our gazes meet. I begin to fuck her mouth earnestly. She smiles with a mouthful of cock, dropping her hands on my legs and letting herself go completely. With each thrust, she rotates her head, driving my cock deeper into her mouth, swirling her tongue at different angles to hit every spot of pleasure she can.

  She’s well worth her pay, at least, I think to myself as I slowly hear the sounds of male and female orgasm echo intermittently through the boardroom.

  Finally, my assistant stands up, unable to contain herself any further. She drops her panties in a rush and lowers herself onto my lap. She reaches down and guides my cock to the entrance of her drenched cunt and drops down onto me, taking my full length in with no hesitation. She lets out an orgasmic moan as she immediately comes.

  I grip her hips tightly and begin to thrust up as we both enjoy the view around us. There are three more of my colleagues left in the room, with their respective assistants, and their respective cocks jammed up in said assistants at this point.

  A smile forms on my face as one of the girls drops off the cock she’s riding to fall to her knees, her face plastered with an expectant and lewd smile. After a few tight strokes of the huge cock in front of her, she quickly finds herself drenched in rope after rope of thick cum. It’s always a fantastic look, seeing a girl’s face and tits completely coated like that.

  I grip my assistant’s breasts tightly as I she begins to ride me furiously. Her moans echo out even louder now, drowning out the others as her body rocks with orgasm after orgasm. Her juices squirt out onto the table in front of me as she squirms and spasms on my cock, drenching my arguably useless paperwork. The sight of it is more than enough to set me off.

  My back arches as I grip her hips for leverage once more. I feel my cock swell as I pump a few hard, measured thrusts up into her cunt. My balls slap upwards as the cum in them boils upwards, finally exploding from my cock directly into her waiting cunt.

  The intensity forces my cum to spill outwards over her legs almost immediately, flooding her to the brim as I pump into her with a few more jerky thrusts. I let her relax onto me as the last few spurts of my orgasm spew into her. We both sit, panting and soaked in our own fluids, surveying our finally calming surroundings. We notice more than a few pairs of eyes on us as well; apparently, we were quite the show.

  After a few minutes, she finally stands up and straightens her dress, leaving her panties down on the floor. She picks up the paperwork and stares down at the soaked mess in slight disappointment. Then, shrugs and packs it all together anyway.

  “I’ll have a few more copies at the ready for later,” she says, with a slight shudder. I look down at the thick stream of cum oozing from under her skirt and smirk.

  She winks at me playfully before walking out of the boardroom, every eye in the hallway on her as she journeys back to her office.

  Chapter 1

  Alyssa

  As I walk up to the building, I desperately try not to show how frantic I am. This is my big break. The FDA is an awesome assignment, and proving myself here is the only thing that stands in the way of making my contractor status more permanent.

  And what a cush job they gave me, too. Just a friendly stroll through the files of this conglomerate, and I should have no problem delivering a number of skeletons for the boys at the home office to drill them on.

  I look up at the hugely impressive structure before me, and think to myself, You hear that? You don’t stand a chance against me, True Love!

  I take a deep, steadying breath and continue on to the door. When I walk in, the first thing that catches my eye is how high the security desk is. Usually, there’s some type of raised platform for them, but this is so tall, I can't tell if the guard is standing or sitting behind it.

  Honestly, he could be hiding anything back there. Huh, so right off the bat, they’re trying to hide things. This will be even easier than I thought.

  When I reach the security desk, I flash my brightest, most winning smile at the guard.

  "Hello, how are you tod—"

  The security guard interrupts me, mumbling something, and I have no idea what he’s saying. I'm thrown off for a second by his brusque manner and the fact that he hasn't even bothered to look at me.

  "Uh, I'm sorry, what did you say?"

  "Name." This time there’s a little edge to his voice.

  Usually, I have no problem flirting my way into places like this, but this guy isn't even glancing at me. I thrust my chest out, squeezing my arms together slightly to really make the girls pop.

  "Uh, Alyssa Morrow. I'm here to see—"

  "Look here, please." He points to a spot on the desk.

  "Wha—"

  "Thank you."

  After a moment, I realize there’s a security camera built into the desk. He must be able to see me in a monitor behind the tall counter. That's why he doesn’t look at me. Rude, but intimidating. Okay fine, you win this one, True Love.

  They must be taking my picture to issue some sort of ID badge while I'm here. A bit paranoid for a company whose product line consists entirely of fashionable scents, perfumes and colognes.

  Part of me real
izes I might be just a little bitter because there’s no way this is a flattering picture of me. The guard waits for the printer to finish, then he hands me a badge with a lanyard.

  Sure enough, I can tell I'm right in the middle of saying 'what,' in the shot, but to everyone else, I'm sure it looks like me just holding my mouth open, as if waiting for something to come right into it, like food or a drink or…Oh my god. My whole face suddenly feels like it's on fire as I realize exactly what it looks like in this picture.

  Get a hold of yourself, girlfriend! There’s a fuck-ton riding on you right now! I can’t be distracted by silly things. I’m here to be professional, efficient, and get my job done.

  I look around sheepishly, but the guard doesn't seem to notice and no one else is paying attention as they walk past the desk.

  The guard motions toward the row of seats along the wall.

  “Please wait there. Owen will be with you shortly.”

  “Okay, thank you.” As I walk away I swear I hear something from behind the desk. It sounds like movement, and a wet noise. Must be my imagination.

  I walk over to the row of seats and choose one near the inside of the building. I don't want to come across as being too anxious to get in there. Shifting through my paperwork, I check to make sure I have it all there: the public information on the company, its worth, employee count, office locations, anything else I could look up about it.

  Then I read through the information provided by the FDA: examples of what to look for as far as hidden files and the like, compounds to look for in the formulas, some of questionable content, others that are flat out illegal. There are notes on how to spot bookkeeping omissions or practices for hiding material or money transfers, and a list of all the suspected illicit activities that the company might be engaging in.

  All very orderly. All very neat. All very deadly to this organization, if what I suspect about them is true.

  As I finish with my paperwork, I look up to see if I can find this Owen, who my boss said is supposed to escort me to the meeting. That’s when I start to notice the people busily walking past me.

  They’re all ridiculously gorgeous! Not just the women either—the men are all sexy as hell. I mean, some of these guys could be in underwear ads, and others, well, I’m sure they already are.